Ode To Mateo Messi's Footsteps Poem by P A Noushad ...

O child of joyous wind, Mateo, fly...
Let every fearless touch awaken spring.
Across the fields where silent sorrows lie,
Your dancing feet teach broken hearts to sing.
I have seen truth imprisoned under fear,
And kindness wounded by deceitful hands;
The cries of those I loved still echo near..
Like waves that never leave forgotten sands...
But hope, immortal as the morning sky,
Returns each time your youthful spirit gleams;
For football is no border, throne, or cry...
It is the living homeland of our dreams...
Go on, dear boy;
may every goal proclaim...
That love and hard work are the world's true flame...